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nanowrimo // the end

It’s over. It’s done. It’s finished.

Well, it was two days ago. I just did a horrible job of blogging about it. (I apologize.)

I finished NaNoWriMo Friday night with, I think, three days to spare. I also happened to finish the first draft of Love and the Sea and Everything in Between. I ended at 51.5K, which is just 10K under my ultimate novel-length goal.

Then, two days ago, I began the second draft. I know, I know. Most people say you should wait between drafts, but I’m not most people. So hush.

I’m really satisfied with the story and with my plans for fleshing it out. I’m excited to see how it ends up and once it’s all polished, I’m going to be querying to agents. So, do keep me in your prayers. I would so appreciate it.

Now, for some snippets!


// It’s a funny thing. Even the darkness seems brighter since I met her.

// You can’t explain the harmony of it all, life and love, joy and sadness, anger and madness, but it’s all there, working together like the sun and the moon as they create the waves and the tide.

// I see her eyes as clearly as if she were sitting in front of me. They’re sirens, spurring me into maddening curiosity.

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nanowrimo // day sixteen

*pops head in* Well… hello there, strangers. It’s been awhile, hasn’t it?

I suppose I could make the typical excuse that “I’ve been writing for nanowrimo and have had no time to blog”, but, while that’s true, I’ve had plenty of opportunity to post an update… I just didn’t feel like it at the time. In any case, I’m back now with an update and some snippets. (YESSS)

So after taking the weekend off Love and the Sea and Everything in Between is just about to 30K and I hope to reach that goal by tonight. (fingers crossed)

The two-day break was well-needed. Before, my writing had grown to feel awkward and dry. Now, though, it feels deep and therapeutic once more. I can feel the magic in my veins making its way to the words on my pages. What a wonderful feeling. There really is nothing else like it.

Also, I hope to make a more personal blog post later this week, so stay tuned for that!




// I stand on the edge of the earth, where everything ends. Where the
earth has been cut away and the sky swoops down to fill the void.

// And our hearts move to the beat of the rain.

// I think of her. Because if I don’t, I would lose myself.

// Adventure starts here: with a choice to depart the Now. Goodbye, Now.

// I think this is what love must sound like: the beating of our hearts mingled with the crashing of the waves.

// Isn’t that usually the way it goes? After a while, the numbness just… becomes normal. It becomes right.

// The sky tonight is a masterpiece to behold and I feel lucky to behold it. It’s funny; when you’ve experienced such brilliant life, the colors all seem brighter, more brilliant. Now, it seems, I stand in the afterglow of that experience and I can’t help but wonder when it will fade.

// This is why life has to be more than just survival: because when we spend our entire lives trying to just survive, we don’t know how to do anything else. We don’t know how to live.
There has to be more than just survival. There has to be. Or else it isn’t worth it.

// I wonder who I could have been if I lived back when there was still so much wonder in the world. When there was still so much yet to be discovered. I wonder if, maybe, I could have been the one to discover the Americas, or discover electricity, or create the telephone, or build the pyramids, or lead the Israelites out of Egypt.
I wonder who I could’ve been if everything was different. If this world, today, the one in which I exist never existed. Not to me, anyway. If the only world I ever knew, or ever thought could be known, was a world full of endless possibility, a world full of discovery and wonder.
I miss it, the wonder. I miss it even though I never discovered continents or built pyramids or discovered electricity or mapped the stars. I miss it like an orphan misses the mother he never knew. I miss it like the housecat misses the wild it never wandered.
It’s a strange feeling, to miss the things you’ve never known. It feels like remembering, but in reverse; like remembering something that hasn’t happened yet.

// Is this what love is: a hurricane to the soul? Is this what love does: lay to ruins everything you thought you knew about love?

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nanowrimo // day 7

I’ve been absent due to a wifi outage at my home, but I’m back now and I come bearing snippets from my NaNoNovel, Love and the Sea and Everything in Between which has achieved 17K words!

Feast your eyes.

// “You owe me a tour of the rest of the city.”
“Liz, I’m gonna show you the world.”

// And I am here. And Liz is here. And we exist in the empty spaces. We exist in the blank pages of journals waiting to be filled. We exist in the places no one notices. And we notice them.
Because we are the empty spaces. And we are the blank pages, the stories waiting to be told.
And so we write our story here in the sand. Just me and her, empty pages writing each other.

// “Adam,” she says my name as though it were a thing to be lost.

// I’m falling. I’ve always been falling, descending into a cavern deeper than my eyes can see. But I’ve grabbed hold of something, a ledge that wasn’t there before, and I’m holding on.
I’m holding onto those three little words. And they’re not the ones you might expect. They’re simple and they’re elegant, but they’re a promise.
“To be continued,” I whisper to the empty seat beside me.

// I think there is a certain comfort in knowing that all things end, that endings are inevitable. Perhaps it reminds us that all the hell we see in the world is only temporary. Pain ends. Sorrow ends. Life ends. Relationships end. Perhaps it’s a comfort to know that there is absolute fulfillment to this thing called the circle of life, that death is the one thing you can count on to make good on its promise.
And perhaps it’s a relief to know that with every ending there is a new beginning. Like the tree that grows and grows, grasping at the sky, never quite reaching its zenith, it lives life dreaming and reaching never knowing it will fall short of the mark in the end.
And then it dies.
But the dream does not die with it. Because from the decay of that tree is birthed a new tree and the purpose, the dream, is renewed.
Perhaps all things end so that those who follow might never know that it is impossible to reach the sky. Perhaps all things end so that the world might begin again. Without winter, where would be the wonder in spring?
That’s why I like winter; it does all the work and spring gets all the credit. It’s is the nerdy introvert of the seasons.

// Maybe it is love that is this brutal, distant thing we seek.

// She rests her head on my shoulder and we sway. We drift further and further from the earth and now we’re among the stars. Everything fades away and it’s just us, adrift among the cosmos; her, the sun, and I, the moon.
And we sway, our hearts grasping at each other with an unequivocal passion. They beat out of the cages within us and I feel the gravitational pull they create, drawing me in. And I am helpless to resist.
I can feel the waves around us, building building building with the crescendo of the cello. The sea crashes and erupts, wild and free, subject only to us.
And I know with all my heart that I love this girl who is here, leaning against my shoulder. I breathe her in and I am whisked away, beyond the boundaries of time and space.
We are above it all, just me and her and the stars. The world is at our feet.

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nanowrimo // stuff and thangs

It’s that time of year again, folks. NaNoWriMo begins in less than three weeks. And I finally know which novel I’ll be working on. (Also, I just finished the Walking Dead season premiere; as I’m sure you can tell by the title. 😉 )

I had to decide between In All the Rights Places (Contemporary), In the Nevermore (Dystopia), or Love and the Sea and Everything in Between (Contemporary). I settled on Love and the Sea after watching Paper Towns for the first time last night. And I couldn’t be happier – or more terrified – about it.

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I feel totally unprepared, but ready to take on whatever these characters bring my way. Except that I don’t. At all.

This story will be the end of me, I swear.

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But I think this story will help me work some things out. After all, it’s based on my own life. This story will be the definition of the feels. They’re already taking me completely over.

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But anyhoo…..

I’m already a few thousand words into the story so I won’t be starting from scratch. So here, satiate yourselves with some snippets.

“Let’s Go.” “Where?” “Nowhere. Everywhere. It doesn’t matter. Let’s get lost.”

“You have a thing for the ocean don’t you?” “Yeah.” “Why?” “Because it’s as vast and endless as I feel.”

And for the first time in my life, I see the stars.

“Tell me what you see, Liz.” “I see a universe full of endless light.”

And I think in that moment, as I watch her eyes watch mine, heaven becomes real again.

(All snippets a copyright of me, Brian McBride)